[Ah. There's a flicker of emotion on Claude's face that passes too quickly to identify; had it lasted long enough, though, Felix could have seen it for the grimace it was. For Claude to have been unable to help Felix - for, in fact, his help to be actively unwelcome - only for Felix to be told to help him instead...it feels like his failure's being underlined in red pen.]

I'll be fine. Besides, that's not what you came here for, is it? [He forces a smile, this time with more success. Maybe some part of him knows he can sell it better when Dimitri isn't hovering over him with a worried look on his face, and Grant shooting him concerned glances.] Or were you going to keep me in suspense about what you wanted?